Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 71

At that instant, Marissa and Jaylan's expressions changed dramatically. I looked at Jaylan with a

puzzled expression, curiosity seeping through my words, "Is that kid calling you?"

Before Jaylan could respond, Marissa reacted swiftly. Crouching down awkwardly, she reached out to

the boy and said, "Honey, you can't just shout out like that. Your dad is fetching the car! You should say

'sir', not 'dad'!"

The next moment, the boy's face twisted in a strange expression, his spine stiffened as he stared at

Jaylan with a look of utter wronged. I knew the hand behind him was doing something.

At this moment, Jaylan was trying to maintain his composure, observing the spectacle with cool

detachment. Yet, his face was somewhat grim, his eyes harsh as they bore into the little boy.

Following this, Marissa stood up with the boy, her hand gripping his tightly. The firmness of her grip was

apparent. Still playing along, Marissa pointed at Probert and said, "This is Probert Dawson from your

school, remember?"

Probert clutched my hand tighter, his gaze fixed on Marissa, silent.

Jaylan's face was etched with displeasure, his presence rather aloof.

With a smile plastered on her face, Marissa nodded at us saying, "Mr. And Mrs. Dawson, ,long time no

see!"

"Long time indeed!" I replied, thinking to myself, it has been a long time indeed! So long that you've

managed to get my company and you even had a kid with my husband!

Marissa turned to me, her voice oozing with affection as she said, "Mrs. Dawson, it's been years since

we last met. I heard you fell sick and I couldn't find the time to visit you! You've lost so much weight, I

wouldn't recognize you if we didn't bump into each other here!"

"Indeed! I fell sick, but I managed to escape death!" I replied with a chuckle, unabashedly staring at the

little boy and asked, "Is this your child? Are you married?" Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Marissa pulled the boy closer to herself, swallowed nervously, and replied, "…Yes, why else would I

have quit my job!"

"You quit?" I feigned surprise, turning to Jaylan, "You never told me!"

Jaylan tugged a corner of his lips, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary, nonchalantly responding, "You

were sick at that time, I didn't want to bother you. It was long time ago!"

The boy continuously stared at Jaylan. Marissa appeared distressed, constantly controlling the boy, as

if afraid of what he might blurt out next.

I intentionally focused on the boy, studying his face. Truth be told, the boy was quite adorable, with his

clear and innocent complexion. If it weren't for the fact that he was the offspring of Jaylan's mistress, I

would have definitely liked him.

Bending down, I came closer to him and asked, "Hey boy, what's your name?"

Marissa instinctively pulled the boy closer and quickly answered, "His name is Evan!"

"Oh? Evan, what a wonderful name!"

Marissa quickly glanced at Jaylan, who maintained a poker face.

Perhaps Jaylan noticed my constant gaze on the boy, he finally spoke up, "Why don't you guys catch

up some other time? Allie is tired from all the shopping, we were about to head home."

Marissa immediately followed suit, "Right! Mrs. Dawson, I won't keep you! I get so carried away every

time I see you, I completely forgot about your illness!"

"No rush, we've not met for so long, it's natural to want to catch up. Jaylan, why don't you take the kids

for some ice cream? This little one seems to be fond of you!" I deliberately sought Jaylan's opinion, my

eyes watching him closely.